He was a shooting star Burning bright Burning fast He was my Peter Pan I am his daughter. My sister and I, the lost children -- found.
November 6, 2017
Basic rights are not complicated. We each inherit them simply by reincarnating on Mother Earth. And so, if I want to protest for basic human rights, I will.
Perhaps against the odds, you are able to change your own life. Maybe you are able to rise from the ashes in a personalized version of the Phoenix.